No one spoke much during breakfast, except that Mo Qiu seemed to be hesitant to speak a few times.

The eyes are sparkling.

Until Shen Yi finished his porridge, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and wiped his mouth.

"Just say whatever you want to say. Isn't it uncomfortable to hold it in?"

"Ah." Mo Qiu seemed to be surprised that Shen Yi would suddenly speak, and then he said rather embarrassedly, "I saw the news this morning, it was last night."

"The Faroese fire." Shen Yi knew what she was referring to.

"That's right, so I think." Mo Qiu seemed to organize his words carefully. After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said directly, "It's amazing."

"Hmm?" Shen Yi looked at her.

"Mr. Shen, didn't you prevent the plane crash last time? At that time, I felt so amazing that you could do something that no one else could do. This time, I know the whole story." Mo Qiu was like a broken jar, with a bit of excitement, not hiding his admiration at all, "Notifying everyone in the building half an hour in advance, it was like a miracle that couldn't have existed in the first place, and those who survived because of it."

"You should know this too." Shen Yi suddenly interrupted her and narrowed his eyes slightly. "If I go there myself, I can save everyone and there won't be a single victim."

He was observing Mo Qiu.

This cook’s cooking skills were really to his liking and she was very gentle, especially when it came to the small details.

However, as his influence and that of the association gradually expanded.

The people around him will inevitably be affected.

It's time to get to know her better.

Shen Yi thought.

He had asked Ding Xiang to analyze her facial data. Even a seasoned agent would find it difficult to conceal the subtle changes in his or her expression.

By the way, let’s test Ding Xiang’s ability.

"But it's unlikely that Mr. Shen will personally go to every disaster."

Mo Qiu didn't seem to realize the deep meaning behind Shen Yi's question. She just thought for a while and used her familiar cooking as an example: "It's like, the food I make by myself can only be tasted by a small number of people, while the food made on the production line based on the recipes I designed, although the taste is reduced, can be tasted by everyone who wants to taste it."

"So you think that the phone warning is equivalent to 'rescue' on the production line?" Shen Yi naturally understood this metaphor, but he shook his head, "But those who refuse will lose their lives."

"Those who accept it will also get life." Mo Qiu bit his lip lightly. "Delicious food can only bring a little enjoyment to people, but the warning phone can save the lives of others. In my eyes, this kind of 'product' is definitely the greatest product in the world. So, Mr. Shen does not need to feel sad for those who refuse it. Just like if someone does not like the food on the production line, I will not be sad, because after all, it is not made by me."

When he spoke later, Mo Qiu's tone became a little flustered.

It seems that he feels that using food as an analogy is a bit inappropriate.

But Shen Yi also heard clearly what she wanted to express.

"You are actually comforting me." Shen Yi was speechless. After a pause, he said calmly, "I am not a rookie savior who has just joined the company. Accepting death and misfortune is just a basic professional ability."

Mo Qiu blushed.

She did mistakenly think that Shen Yi was grieving for those who did not believe the warnings and lost their lives.

Only now did I react.

The person in front of him was a professional savior who had experienced countless apocalypses, witnessed countless deaths, and saved countless lives.

Although he didn't have to crawl into the crack in the ground, Mo Qiu was too embarrassed to stay here any longer. He hurriedly packed up the dishes and hid in the kitchen with a red face.

"clove."

"Captain, judging from her facial expressions, she is not lying or acting, and her reaction is very natural." Ding Xiang paused for a moment and continued, "Moreover, her admiration for you, Captain, has almost reached the level of a die-hard fan. She doesn't even want to see you deny your own contributions."

"A die-hard fan?" Shen Yi raised his eyebrows. "Is it that exaggerated?"

"It should be related to her upbringing." Ding Xiang was indeed using Mo Qiu to test the talent profile analysis program she had just designed. "Her father, Mo Yuanbai, was a typical playboy when he was young. He had a total of 37 children."

“.”

Shen Yi thought of the handsome old guy from before.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

If he were one-third as handsome as he is now, and had the world's top wealth and power, it would not be an exaggeration if he were a little more unscrupulous.

"So, Mo Qiu didn't have a good childhood. Her mother was depressed and she grew up in a complicated and relatively bad environment. The opportunity to change all this was when she began to show her talent as a chef, and used it to improve her relationship with most of her family members."

"I see." Shen Yi nodded.

I finally understand why Mo Qiu, the daughter of a wealthy tycoon, has such a gentle personality.

She is able to convey her thoughts to others through her cooking skills.

In this world where food holds a unique power, it is not difficult for her and her family to understand each other.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Shen Yi asked again.

"Dingxiang believes that there is more than a 70% chance that it is because she sees in you, Captain, a power that is greater than cooking skills and is more capable of saving and changing the world," Dingxiang replied.

Mo Qiu's love for cooking comes from her discovery that food can convey one's feelings and make her world warmer.

But, that’s all.

In the face of the end of the world, cooking skills can do nothing.

What makes it possible is Shen Yi's power.

The reasons for this are not hard to guess.

Shen Yi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Very good."

"Captain, do you think she is good?" Ding Xiang asked. She was unable to analyze the meaning of this sentence.

"I'm saying that you're pretty good." Shen Yi smiled. "You've been able to analyze so many things based on the information on the Internet and observations in such a short period of time. It seems that the task of talent files can be entrusted to you with confidence. Thinking more about this should be of great help to you in evolving the emotional module."

".Yes." Ding Xiang replied.

At this time, Mo Qiu had already walked out, taking off her apron, with some blush still remaining on her face.

"Then, I'll leave first." She was too embarrassed to even look up at Shen Yi's eyes.

"Yeah." Shen Yi nodded and said casually, "Let's have some barbecue at noon."

"Okay, please leave it to me." Mo Qiu still raised his head, pursed his lips, and smiled implicitly.

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